(feat. Division)



[Intro: Prodigal Sunn]

Yo, yo, yo I tell you, hold that down son

(Freeze) do the knowledge, man

Yo, shorty, yo shorty, hold up

(Let me see your ID) Watch out for cops

(Let me see your ID) It's hot over here, man

(I ain't got none) Yo



[Chorus: Prodigal Sunn]

We got bangers that gon' feel this, the grindz

We got hitters that gon' love this, the grindz

I'm in the hood, nigga, all the time, the grindz

Get yours, cuz I'mma get mine, the grindz



[Prodigal Sunn]

Criminal life, hard times, stressed and strifed

On voodoo grounds, kept the four pound, jew-els and crowns

It's elementary, lesson learned, the penetentiary

Half black, Indian, ready, for any, that can raise a semi

Surrounded by tech's, criminal sets

Young vet who learned respect, never turned for the check

Chin check threats, keep 'em pecked, fleein' for breath

Muscle humble in the jungle, and catchin' trouble with death

Dogs and cats, monkey wrenches, gats and rats

Code of the street, carry heat, how we defeat

Every day, I walk through the valley of corruption, deceit

Silent on my feet, do it for my son and my team

Seein' straight through the American dream

Picture perfect, though it may seem

Illustrious, diamond and gleams

Got these fools in the time to seen, many dying for CREAM

Survived to get by, love for the skin



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[Freemurder]

Check this funky, crush up, til I'm extra high

See a bitch, I push up, like the exercise

See me? Gettin' mushed up, gettin' next to mine

Think you gettin' some of that good stuff, nigga, nevermind

I get head and dive, right in the coupe

While you kissin' her from neck to thigh, write in your coupe

Get the tech and grind, tonight and get that loot

I hope your money's stretched for time, tonight, with the troop

Feel the thunder from the pound, when you niggaz pump next to Free

Til I put you underground like SMD's

Testin' me, if you think you get the best of me

Don't know I break niggaz up like referee's

Best to squeeze, see that Vietnam vet in me

Drop everything, like peace, I want extra cheese

Gotta respect Free, know, that gun hold six

If you say Free, better be, from 106

Ever since day one I've been ringin' bells

I'm all Avon, you like Stringerbell

Niggaz wearin' wires, beat a nigga ass down

Til his ass down, til his mouth wired, it'll be up



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[ShaCronz]

Ya'll already know what this is holmes, you can get your shit blown

Leave dudes paralyzed from their neck to their hipbone

And I'mma stay in beef, that's why I grip chrome

You wouldn't understand pain and grief, until it hit home

A street scholar, when I teach, the weak follow

Ready to creep on my beef, I let that heat holla

And I'mma gangsta like T. Roger

Ya'll wanna conversate the street dollars, listen

Come on, I roll for dolo and my crew hang tough

Ain't no, duckin' or runnin' when the two things up

Bitches saw us in the Port, they like, you game up

Through some pebbles in the watch, and I stepped my Zu game up

After dunking, never scared to fire

Your main bitch be givin' me top

And on my head longer than a hair dryer

Feel the wrath of God, I shall awaken the dead

Be in a cold sweat shakin', achin' in bed



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